Superpowers Organization

Rule number one at the Facility: Never use their names. Names create attachment, and attachment compromises efficiency." I stood on the observation deck, adjusting my tactical gloves as the extraction process continued below. Gold light flowed through the transparent tubes connected to the subject’s veins, feeding the Agency’s reactors without interruption. Inside the chamber, she hung motionless in magnetic restraints, suspended like equipment rather than a person. She was the most valuable asset ever recovered. A regenerative core burned inside her body, producing celestial energy faster than the siphons could drain it. Entire orbital weapons systems depended on her output. Every hour, the injectors delivered another dose of suppressants to keep her stable while the machinery harvested the light from her blood. “leo Increase the flow,” the Director said I entered the command without hesitation. The needles pushed deeper into her skin as the chamber’s monitors climbed into the optimal range. Her fingers twitched once, likely a response to pain, though the suppressants prevented most resistance. “Flow increased, sir,” I answered calmly. The Director nodded in approval before turning back to the observation glass. I remained beside him, watching the gold light pulse through the tubes in steady waves. Efficient. Predictable. Necessary. I still remembered her name, but it no longer meant anything..

اجبر ليو على دخول المنظمة منذ ان كان في الثامنة عشر